motivation | The Dimwit Diary

Well, well. We’re already over the halfway mark for the year 2013 and it’ll soon be August. It’s hard to believe. Time flies when you’re having fun.

At the beginning of the year, I made a list of New Year’s resolutions. Just thought I’d take this opportunity to share the list and give a quick progress report for those that might be interested. For those that are not interested, I’ve included a link to view Def Leppard’s official music video for “Pour Some Sugar On Me.” Click here for some of the craziest, coolest one armed drumming action you’ve ever seen, and for some of the biggest mullets in rock history.

I’ve put a check mark by the completed resolutions and indicated the outstanding ones in red. Let’s get rocked, Def Leppard aficionados. One armed drumroll please…

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Chris Hinton’s 2013 New Year’s Resolutions:

#1) Get a pretty cool haircut just like the movie stars ( √ )
#2) Learn how to play Eddie Van Halen guitar solos on a keytar so that I can impress my friends at parties ( √ )
#3) Eat more celery and kale for dinner instead of chili cheese dogs and one pound burritos ( √ )
#4) Get in shape so that I can bend down to tie my shoes just like the “good old days” ( √ )
#5) Do at least one thing a day that scares me (ie: doing math, saying “Bloody Mary” in the mirror three times in a row, or listening to a Nicki Minaj song the whole way through) ( √ )
#6) Visit a wax museum ( No )
#7) Visit a non-wax museum ( √ )
#8) Buy new car mats ( √ )
#9) Clean out the fridge ( √ )
#10) Get married ( No )

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Welp, there you have it. Eight down, two to go. I still have plenty of more time before the year winds down, but I’d like to keep my foot on the gas pedal. Crank this mutha up a few decibels. I’m a real go-getter.

There’s a bunch of newbies around here (welcome you dimwits). Perhaps some of you are single ladies? Feel free to check out my latest rejected Match.com dating profile if you haven’t already, and let’s see if we can’t knock the last two off the list.

I’ll see one of you lucky gals at the wax museum. Look for me. I’ll be the one wearing a burgundy turtleneck tucked neatly inside his daisy dukes. Make the most of the remaining year, you all. I will do the same. Hugs and kisses.

Get this you dimwits. I’ll get to the funny business here in a second. I have a bunch of funny stuff coming up, but I have to get down to some other bu$ine$s first.

I think I’m getting the boot. All my WordAds are starting to disappear. POOF! Just like that. I think someone reported me or something, just because I told them to stick it up their greedy, corporate arse in my previous post. Unbelievable. I thought I lived in a free country, but I guess not. This is tyranny. I re-read their terms of service, and I haven’t violated anything. Nowhere in the terms of service does it say that a person can’t tell them to stick it up their greedy, corporate arse.

That’s what I get for listening to rap. I never liked rap before. I just started listening to it a few years ago just when I go running, or when I pull up to a red light in my Toyota Camry and crank some Jay-Z to impress the gal that pulled up beside me. It never works, by the way. I think I need bigger rims.

I’m back to running this week and I’ve been listening to a lot of rap again. I guess Eminem must’ve rubbed off on me, and I had to open my big mouth and slam corporate America. Thanks a lot Slim Shady. Now I’m back to ZERO dollars earned off of writing in 8 years. I’m never gonna afford that big ass yacht.

Well, the thing is, I actually don’t mind the ads. I’ve watched several of them myself. Since I write about trying to save the children and other inspirational topics, the ads are usually pertaining to outreach programs and community oriented stuff. There was a really good one by Adrian Grenier from the show “Entourage.” He’s a really cool dude, and he’s trying to make a difference in the world by using his celebrity status. So here I am trying to make a difference in the world myself. I lost 15 pounds writing last month trying to save the children, and I get the boot. Makes a lot of sense.

I already have a plan if that’s the case. I’m hoping that it’s not, but if I get terminated, then I’ll just go to WordAds biggest competitor and add them to my blog. Whatever. I’ve survived 8 years of writing without getting paid, and I’ll continue writing regardless. I’m a determined mofo. I’ve got ideas for 6 books, so I’ll get paid one way or another. I just thought it’d be nice to have a little extra pocket change to eat at Arby’s.

Anywho, I created this rap persona a few years ago called “The Kasual Kid.” That’s me, or him in the photo above. I keep a flow book, and I spit mad rhymes every now and again. I rap about things like shower loofas and the hard life growing up in the country tipping cows. Maybe someday I’ll dig out a few flows and share them with you. But I have more business to attend to for right now.

This is a thank you to the folks that stopped reading and dropped me like a bad habit. I’m about to share some really funny stuff here in the next few weeks / months. At least I hope it’s funny. Some of you will probably think so. The others that didn’t wait it out through all my crazy, mad stories, or got offended by a few things they disagreed with, well, they’ll miss out on all the funny stuff.

I use it for motivation. I like to know people are reading. It does mean a lot to me. You guys and gals have been very kind with your comments, likes, shares, ect. But I also like to know that certain people aren’t reading. It gives me the drive to want to become a better writer. I gave a thanks to all of you dearest dimwits who stuck around in the previous post, but this is a thanks to those that left. It’s about to get real fun around here again.

One last thing. I’d like to reconcile with WordAds if possible. I don’t like to bite the hand that feeds me $7.33. They don’t have to pay anything. It’s a nice service, really. So here’s an ad I made for them to promote their business and try to smooth things over.

Take care you dimwits. I will do the same.